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ke a day to get to Mars； a week and a half to Pluto； a year to the Oort Cloud； and a few years to the nearest stars。
Even a modest extrapolation of our recent advances in transportation suggests that in only a few centuries we will be able to travel close to the speed of light。 Perhaps this is hopelessly optimistic。 Perhaps it will really take millennia or more。 But unless we destroy ourselves first we will be inventing new technologies as strange to us as Voyager might be to our hunter…gatherer ancestors。 Even today we can think of ways—clumsy； ruinously expensive； inefficient to be sure—of constructing a starship that approaches light speed。 In time； the designs will bee more elegant； more affordable； more efficient。 The day will e when we overe the necessity of jumping from et to et。 We will begin to soar through the light…years and； as St。 Augustine said of the gods of the ancient Greeks and Romans； colonize the sky。
Such descendants may be tens or hundreds of generations removed from anyone who ever lived on the surface of a planet。 Their cultures will be different； their technologies far advanced； their languages changed； their association with machine intelligence much more intimate； perhaps their very appearance markedly altered from that of their nearly mythical ancestors who first tentatively set forth in the late twentieth century into the sea of space。 But they will be human； at least in large part； they will be practitioners of high technology； they will have historical records。 Despite Augustine's judgment on Lot's wife； that 〃no one who is being saved should long for what he is leaving；〃 they will not wholly forget the Earth。
But we're not nearly ready； you may be thinking。 As Voltaire put it in his Memnon； 〃our little terraqueous globe is the madhouse of those hundred thousand millions* of worlds。〃 We； who cannot even put our own planetary home in order； riven with rivalries and hatreds； despoiling our environment； murdering one another through irritation and inattention as well as on deadly purpose； and moreover a species that until only recently was convinced that the Universe was made for its sole benefit—are we to venture out into space； move worlds； reengineer planets； spread to neighboring star systems？
* A value that nicely approximates modern estimates of the number of planets orbiting stars in the Milky Way Galaxy。
I do not imagine that it is precisely we； with our present customs and social conventions； who will be out there。 If we continue to accumulate only power and not wisdom； we will surely destroy ourselves。 Our very existence in that distant time requires that we will have changed our institutions and ourselves。 How can I dare to guess about humans in the far future？ It is； I think； only a matter of natural selection。 If we bee even slightly more violent； shortsighted； ignorant； and selfish than we are now； almost certainly we will have no future。
If you're young； it's just possible that we will be taking our first steps on near…Earth asteroids and Mars during your lifetime。 To spread out to the moons of the Jovian planets and the Kuiper et Belt will take many generations more。 The Oort Cloud will require much longer still。 By the time we're ready to settle even the nearest other planetary systems； we will have changed。 The simple passage of so many generations will have changed us。 The different circumstances we will be living under will have changed us。 Prostheses and genetic engineering will have changed us。 Necessity will have changed us。 We're an adaptable species。
It will not be we who reach Alpha Centauri and the other nearby stars。 It will be a species very like us； but with more of our strengths and fewer of our weaknesses； a species returned to circumstances more like those for which it was originally evolved； more confident； farseeing； capable； and prudent—the sorts of beings we would want to represent us in a Universe that； for all we know； is filled with species much older； much more powerful； and very different。
The vast distances that separate the stars are providential。 Beings and worlds are quarantined from one another。 The quarantine is lifted only for those with sufficient self…knowledge and judgment to have safely traveled from star to star。
ON IMMENSE TIMESCALES； in hundreds of millions to billions of years； the centers of galaxies explode。 We see； scattered across deep space； galaxies with 〃active nuclei；〃 quasars； galaxies distorted by collisions； their spiral arms disrupted； star systems blasted with radiation or gobbled up by black holes—and we gather that on such timescales even interstellar space； even galaxies may not be safe。
There is a halo of dark matter surrounding the Milky Way； extending perhaps halfway to the distance of the next spiral galaxy （M31 in the constellation Andromeda； which also contains hundreds of billions of stars）。 We do not know what this dark matter is； or how it is arranged—but some* of it may be in worlds untethered to individual stars。 If so； our descendants of the remote future will have an opportunity； over unimaginable intervals of time； to bee established in intergalactic space； and to tiptoe to other galaxies。
* Most of it may be in 〃nonbaryonic〃 matter； not made of our familiar protons and neutrons； and not anti…matter either。 Over 90 percent of the mass of the Universe seems to be in this dark； quintessential； deeply mysterious stuff wholly unknown on Earth。 Perhaps we will one day not only understand it； but also find a use for it。
But on the timescale for populating our galaxy； if not long before； we must ask： How immutable is this longing for safety that drives us outward？ Will we one day feel content with the time our species has had and our successes； and willingly exit the cosmic stage？ Millions of years from now—probably much sooner—we will have made ourselves into something else。 Even if we do nothing intentionally； the natural process of mutation and selection will have worked our extinction or evolved us into some other species on just such a timescale （if we may judge by other mammals）。 Over the typical lifetime of a mammalian species； even if we were able to travel close to the speed of light and were dedicated to nothing else； we could not； I think； explore even a representative fraction of the Milky Way Galaxy。 There's just too much of it。 And beyond are a hundred billion galaxies more。 Will our present motivations remain unchanged over geological； much less cosmological； timescales—when we ourselves have been transfigured？ In such remote epochs； we may discover outlets for our ambitions far grander and more worthy than merely populating an unlimited number of worlds。
Perhaps； some scientists have imagined； we will one day create new forms of life； link minds； colonize stars； reconfigure galaxies； or prevent； in a nearby volume of space； the expansion of the Universe。 In a 1993 article in the journal Nuclear Physics； the physicist Andrei Linde—conceivably； in a playful mood—suggests that laboratory experiments （it would have to be quite a laboratory） to create separate； closed…off； expanding universes might ultimately be possible。 〃However；〃 he writes to me； 〃I myself d